I vish sometimes you look around for more chairs like dot." Felix nodded in assent, reading the Dutchman's obstinate mind in the shopkeeper's sudden return to business questions.

If Masie's future was to be helped, another hand than his own must be stretched out.

He turned on his heel, and was about to regain his chair, when Otto, craning his head, called out: "Dot's Father Cruse comin' in.

You ask him now vonce about dis goin' avay bizness.

He tell you same as me." The priest was now abreast of Felix, who had stepped forward to greet him, Otto watching their movements.